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to have him.” She dressed Elasa in a theoretically conservative but tight outfit that clearly showed her figure. “Be sure to show him your profile.”
    She did, and the man practically drooled. She evinced no eagerness to oblige him, being a proper secretary.
    “Damn,” Paul murmured, reading a note the translator pressed into his hand. “We really need the favor of this man, but he's on the fence. Except he can be swayed, if--”
    “If?”
    “If you will cater to him for one hour.” He braced as if expecting her to strike him.
    “His support is important?” She knew it was.
    “Vitally important. He can sway several other allies we need.”
    Adela was there. “We need this man,” she reminded Elasa.
    That decided it. “Then for you I will do it.” And for the Awares. She did not expect to enjoy it.
    “Oh thank you, Silver!” he said, greatly relieved.
    The man was horny as hell, and had some weird notions about what went into where, but she obliged them all and he pronounced himself satisfied. And in the middle of his third climax, which spurted into her ear, there was Adela with the Lamb. Somehow the Awares had managed to smuggle Bunky in to this foreign capital to do his job. She was impressed despite herself; the Awares were demonstrating their amazing abilities.
    Back at the hotel suite, as she showered and scrubbed as if trying to scrape off filth, Pauling was effusively grateful. “The public supposes that reason and negotiation account for international deals, but sometimes it's uglier than that. I hope he didn't hurt you.”
    “He didn't hurt me,” Elasa reassured him. “But I'd much rather be with you.”
    He laughed. “A female baboon would rather be with me than him! But his favor is worth hundreds of millions of dollars to us, and enhanced military security. You have done your country a significant service, though it will never be recognized.”
    She emerged from the shower and toweled herself dry. “I am glad for both.” Then she kissed him and aroused and satisfied his own passion.
    Word evidently got rapidly around, because a quarter of the globe away another key man asked for her favor. This one, too, was attended by the Lamb. But there was a surprise, because after the sex, which was accomplished in under five minutes, he brought out a board. “You know Go?”
    “Why, by a coincidence, I do,” Elasa said. “But I seldom get to play it in America.” Adela had warned her, and she had downloaded the rules and strategies of the Game of Enclosure. It was said to be one of the oldest and finest games in the world, though largely unknown in the west.
    They played, and she played well, but lost. “I think I could have taken you, had you really tried,” he said, not fooled. “But I am impressed, and it was an enjoyable game. If Hudson ever loses the need for your services, keep me in mind.”
    “I will,” she agreed. As such contacts went, he had not been bad. And such had been his concentration that he never noticed the visit of the Lamb.
    Then they had quick sex again, and the hour was over.
    “You played a board game with him!” Pauling exclaimed later. “And converted him to a far more solid ally. You are amazing!”
    “Thank you,” she said modestly.
    Then she cleaned up and they had sex, as they normally did after a contact. The meetings and dialogues with foreign dignitaries worked him up, and sex was the way he eased the tension. Elasa, of course, could handle it, as any fembot could; she had been crafted for this, before she became a person. But she was coming to like Pauling, who was a decent man with a high pressure job. Their interludes were pleasant.
    She confessed this privately to Adela. “Yes, I think that is part of what makes you right for this mission,” the Aware said. “A flesh woman would have trouble with some of those clients, and maybe take it out on Pauling. We can't afford that.”
    “So there is more than sex involved here.”
    “Yes. It is vital